As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of several noble family disciples immediately turned cold, threatening without regard for the occasion: "Fatty Shao, are you tired of living? Do you want to have a fair duel with me in front of His Majesty the Holy King and His Majesty the Emperor?"
The one who spoke was already at the Peak of Orange Realm, wanting to deal with Red Realm's Fatty Shao was as easy as lifting a finger.
Moreover, on the arena, life and death were left to fate.
It was clear he intended to take Fatty Shao's life.
"You think I wouldn't dare!"
"Fatty."
Mu Qingge promptly spoke to stop Fatty Shao's impulsive act of seeking death.
She originally intended to stay out of it, but she couldn't let Fatty Shao get involved because of her.
Slowly rising, she brought the wine cup she was playing with to her lips, her red robe fluttering, black hair lightly blowing, exuding an indescribable charm.
